Beautiful South - The Gates Lyrics
Woman goes to heaven, it's not important when'Cause as soon as she arrives God has to send her down again'You've got an extra five years to clean up after men''I mean no disrespect God, but you better make it ten'Well if heaven's an improvement I won't mind the extra squeezeI've got a few more birds down there God, after losing beesTrying to lose their beesSo don't be shocked who queue-jumps or who just calmly waitsA certain type of behaviour the guest list just createsNo time for lively discussionNo time for televised debatesThe well-meaning soon become the well meantIt's the hard sell or hell at the gatesAlcoholic finds himself outside the pearly gatesI've only got one worry God, a few outstanding slatesAny tab you used to have's been passed to so called matesAnd after they've paid-up they're off to the land of empty cratesHeaven is a glass, neither half empty nor half fullSo do us all a favour God and give that thing a pullGive that thing a pullSo don't be shocked who queue-jumps or who just calmly waitsA certain type of behaviour the guest list just createsNo time for lively discussionNo time for televised debatesThe well-meaning soon become the well meantIt's the hard sell or hell at the gatesModel turns up hours late, he had to get it rightIf you're gonna look cool in heaven wear something more than whiteVanity's close to arrogance, just slightly more politeFashion show a jumble sale at a slightly different heightSo don't be shocked who queue-jumps or who just calmly waitsA certain type of behaviour the guest list just createsNo time for lively discussionNo time for televised debatesThe well-meaning soon become the well meantIt's the hard sell or hell at the gates
